"Why Nora? Why did you leave?" He asked. "Why did you disappear with no goodbye or see you later, or even a note explaining everything or even a phone call from you once you got to where you left to?"
I didn't answer right away. I didn't know how to explain this to him, and having his new friends around made it all the harder. I knew I had to think carefully about my answer, so I wouldn't give too much away. Just like some things were better left unsaid, there were also those things that could only be said at the right moment, so as not to ruin everything. I had to choose my words carefully and be sure to not get angry like he was trying to make me. I hate to admit it, but he still knew me better than I knew myself. And that meant that he knew that if he angered me enough, everything I was hiding would come spilling out. And that...that couldn't happen. Because if it did...If that did happen...well...He would regret his actions more than anything else he had ever done or could ever do, and it would also likely end our friendship...or what was left of it anyway. And that was the one thing I just couldn't let happen.
Right before her 6th birthday, Nora was forced to move.
When she was 12 she got her first phone.
When she was 16, she moved back.
But through it all, the hardest part, was definitely loosing her best friend. So when she gets the chance to get him back, of course she tried. But repairing their broken friendship is proving much harder than she thought it would be.
My boyfriend or should I say ex-boyfriend Luke Hemmings was on tour when one morning I woke up to see "Luke and Arzaylea" trending on twitter. Of course I called him in 3 seconds flat.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS AN ARZAYLEA?!?!" I scream at the top of my lungs into the phone.
"Babe what are you talking about? " I can hear the guilt in Luke's fucking voice.
"What. Is. An. Arzaylea? Am I saying it right? Do you need me to fucking spell it out for you? A-R-Z-A."
Luke interupts me, "She's no one. Nothing happened."
"Oh hell to the fucking no. Don't fucking talk to me fuck you! Tell my brother to call me." I wait to see what he has to say before I hang up the phone.
"No babe please, Michael is gonna kill me." His voice changes into a more panicked tone.
"Good, I hope he does and if he doesn't I will. Tell him I can't wait to see him when he gets back home. We have a lot of family bonding time to do since I don't have a boyfriend anymore. It's really a shame too the fans liked me, but I'm sure they will love this skank just as much." I hang up the phone.